Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

  Chapter 3 003 A Book

  Xi Nancheng picked up the list of the next person, "That's not it."

  He meant to make up his mind not to watch it.

   But the jade is ahead, not to mention Meng Fu, even the second place is quite dim in front of Ye Shuning.

   Tang Ze shook his head helplessly and smiled, swallowing the words "I think she can be red" into his belly.

  **

  Outside, after Meng Fu's performance, he saw Zhao Fan waiting for her in the blind corner of the lens, holding her glasses and her sunglasses.

   Seeing Zhao Fan, Meng Fu slowed down a bit, and looked at Zhao Fan sideways, with the corners of his lips slightly curled up, his slender fingers tapped on the breast badge without hurriedly, indicating Zhao Fan to look.

  Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment before seeing the obvious "C" on Meng Fu's breastplate.

  She couldn't help but stared.

  At the level of Meng Fu, the pentatonic tone is incomplete, the tune cannot be kept up, and the utterance is unclear. I can barely take E. Today, I still took a C?

Seeing her, Meng Fu smiled back, raised his eyebrows, smoothed his wrinkled sleeves, and walked into the waiting room.

  After she left, Zhao Fancai covered her cheeks with her hands.

At this time, the waiting room is filled with people who have been assessed by Class A. The program has undergone a round of large selections, and after layers of screening, five classes of abcde are left, each with 6, 8, 12, 15, and 24 people. .

  At the end of the program, Class A will be selected and the top 6 people in the popular ranking will form a group. The 8 people in Class B will upgrade their contracts, and the others will be eliminated.

  At this time, the first five people are chatting together in a low voice.

   Sitting around a girl with long hair and waist, this girl Meng Fu knows Ye Shuning.

  Because of the camera, seeing Meng Fulai, the five people gave her a friendly look, and then continued to talk to Ye Shuning.

   "Ningning, Meng Fu, she actually took C this time, so fast?" A baby-faced girl looked at Meng Fu and exaggerated.

  She is Jiang Ran. She is now fifth in online voting. She made a "upright" character in the show, because this character who dared to "tell the truth" attracted a lot of fans.

  Ye Shuning did not squint, did not look at Meng Fu, listened to the words of the people around her, she also just smiled, not echoing the sarcasm.

  It's not out of politeness, but she doesn't need to put down her body to mock a person who knows nothing but a face.

  Meng Fu, who was isolated by Class A, is not embarrassed.

  She found the uppermost position in the last row and sat with her slender legs overlapping each other.

   Then he touched a small book from the back pocket of the hot pants, put it on his lap, and looked through it slowly.

  Other members gradually came in after the assessment.

  The curator who was in the photography department backstage, when he came to visit, he saw that Meng Fu, who had been unusually attracted and a little gossip in the past, sat quietly on a stool, pointed to the screen in surprise and asked, "What is this Meng Fu doing?"

  As a planner, he naturally knew Meng Fu.

  The staff replied: "Reading."

  Reading?

  The program planner couldn't help but laugh. What book is she reading?

  Reading under the lens, can you see in?

  The traces of this deliberate performance are too obvious.

  The matter of Meng Fu dropping out of school was just on the hot search last time.

  "Zoom in the camera to see what books she reads, but the program planner loves this topic. He directed the camera to take pictures of books read by Meng Fu, and he anticipated that the next hot search would come again.

  This is black for Meng Fu, but for their program, it is all about exposure.

  The staff immediately adjusted the machine, zoomed in on the most recent lens, and took a clear picture of the cover of Meng Fu’s book. The cover was a bit yellow, and it said—

   "A Guide to Difficult and Complicated Pig Diseases".

  Program planning & staff: "……"

  At the same time, Meng Fu withdrew the book in her hand. She was wearing a red team uniform, and she inadvertently looked at the lens of her glasses, her peach eyes blurred and presumptuous, unruly and wild.

  It's okay if she doesn't look up. When she looks up, the trainees sitting next to her instantly become the girls next to the queen, dull and dull.

  The staff member who was full of "pigs" suddenly woke up, "Did she know that we had featured her?"

  No, how can this be known.

  The staff shook their head again, feeling that their nerves were too sensitive.

  **

  After more than three hours of assessment, all trainees have been re-rated.

  Tang Ze came in to announce the next performance competition system, and 65 trainees were chatting in excitement.

Tang Ze clapped his hands and motioned to them to be quiet, "The next performance will be a knockout system. You will be divided into eight groups. Team up with a PK competition system, original songs and choreography. It is determined by live voting. The group that wins the first place. Add 100,000 people directly, 50,000 for the second place, 30,000 for the third, and 10,000 for the fourth. Give you five minutes to group freely."

  The bottom 20 with the lowest popularity in the next issue will be eliminated and will still be a public performance.

  Everyone is very nervous, especially those who are less popular.

  Hundreds of thousands of air tickets is a turning point. If you can reach Ye Shuning, you will win the game. Everyone knows that Ye Shuning is the first place in the iron fight.

  When freely grouping, most people crowded into Ye Shuning's group, and her side was extremely hot.

  There are quite a few people around the hottest players.

five minutes later.

  Eight groups were full, and only Meng Fu stood in the middle.

  Because there are 65 trainees, each group of eight is full, and one more person is left.

  Tang Ze is more relaxed, he smiled, "Is there any group leader who has less vocal, Meng Fu can lead C."

  He was right in saying this. With Meng Fu's tone, it’s okay to train as a vocal.

  As soon as he said this, almost everyone avoided Tang Ze's gaze.

  Some people even bowed their heads and exchanged their eyes. Vocal is a player who is talented in singing with his own singing skills. Just Meng Fu, a person who hasn't even learned the most basic notation, Master C, as a vocal?

  What a joke.

Tang Ze swept around and set his sights on the second team, "Jiang Ran, you are a dancer. Almost everyone else in your group is a vocal and jumper, and there will be a lack of vocal in the show. Meng Fu Just to fill..."

   Before this sentence was finished, Jiang Ran hurriedly said: "Tang, our team has both vocal and dancer. There is no shortage of vocal."

  Jiang Ran did not want to offend Tang Ze, but compared to the importance of her performance, he had to speak.

  Tang Ze also understands how important this performance is to these girls. Meng Fu has an example of a car accident scene. These people are not willing to take her, and it is excusable.

  When he was embarrassed, he raised his hand by himself, "Tang, our team lacks vocal."

  Meng Fu raised her eyebrows. She looked at the speaker, who was a short-haired girl. She had a neutral appearance, and she was wearing ear diamonds on her right ear, and she looked a little silent.

  "Chu Yue?" Tang Ze looked at the speaker, a little surprised, "Okay, Meng Fu, you are in Chu Yue's group."

  Tang Ze added Meng Fu’s name to Chu Yue’s group, and then closed the list: “Come here today and start a closed seven-day training. Seven days later, it will be your first performance stage. Come on.”

  Jiang Ran heaved a sigh of relief when Chu Yue spoke.

  **

In the nanny car, when he heard the group of people from Meng Fu, Zhao Fan breathed a sigh of relief and simply analyzed: "Your group, Chu Yue is a dance student, Ding Liuyue can create, and someone has done both the composition and choreography, you Luckily, just be a tool man."

  Meng Fu pulled out the little book, smiling but not smiling: "Tool man?"

   "Well," Zhao Fan responded. Seeing the title of the book she was reading, he almost didn't choke himself, "What kind of messy book are you reading?"

  Meng Fu leaned back against the car window and glanced at her, "Don’t gossip, life is long."

   Zhao Fan: "..."

   "Brother Su is coming back, don't show him this book." Zhao Fan said tiredly.

   Twenty minutes later, arrive at an intersection.

  Meng Fu got out of the car, tucked the book into the pocket of his black jacket, put one hand in his pocket, and put on the sunglasses in the other: "Baby wait for me, pack some luggage, and come back soon."

  She intends to go back to Jiang's house to get back what the female reporter left in Jiang's house.

"Okay, you must rehearse with the people in your group tonight. Even if you are useless, pretend that you are useful, otherwise Teacher Xi will say you again..." Zhao Fan looked at that sultry and beautiful face. I couldn't help but blush, and it took a long time before he told her behind her back like an old mother.

  Meng Fu looked at her, laughed softly, then raised his hand to the back, "Understood."

  **

  Jiang’s house.

  Yu Zhenling was sitting on the sofa, smiling and talking to the woman in front of her.

  The person in front of him is Mrs. Tong, who is a family friend of the Jiang family, and the two generations had a baby kiss when they were young.

  The two were talking, and the servant outside whispered: "Madam, Miss Meng is back."

  Ms. Meng from the Jiang family, which Ms. Meng could be.

  The real daughter I recognized two years ago.

The smile on Yu Zhenling's face stopped, she subconsciously glanced at Mrs. Tong.

Mrs. Tong lowered her head and took a sip of tea. She was graceful and luxurious, and her movements were very elegant. Meng Fu, who did not look at the door, seemed to have not heard the servant's words.

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